Every second he breathed, the smell of the grass, the cool air on his face, was so precious: To think that people had years and years, time to waste, so much time it dragged, and he was clinging to each second.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2923 | 2024-02-24 03:09:07 | 83.61 | 99.5% |
| 879 | 2023-07-16 12:40:14 | 69.45 | 98% |